SHK 16: Journey to Mauville
She tried all sorts of methods like counting mareep, thinking of extremely long and boring problems, but she figured them all out and still didn't feel sleepy. soon, she felt her body become light and hollow. she felt fully rested, and yet uncomfortable.
Café Plaisir: Shadow Of Eclipse: Introduction
If one happened to be terribly nearsighted, they _might_ mistake the amalgamation for a baby mareep. the colander suddenly shifted and a ribbonlike arm briefly peeked out the side to shyly wave at the natives.
I'm Mew to This
They were not the only pokémon there as a herd of mareep grazed nearby, their matriarch flaaffy standing at their flank, eying robyn closely as she marched forward, net in hand.
An Electrifying Valentines
The insulating properties of mareep wool used in his clothing had saved his life, but he wasn't going anywhere. not until the cops came and hauled his ass away.
TFA!-The Second Round
Velir did nothing for what felt like minutes, mareep-ishly gazing between the damp floor and mu before nudging him backwards.
Sinori's Story - Chapter One
The places where time suddenly shifted weren't always obvious - a mareep was grazing in what appeared to be the perfectly normal summer morning... but it wasn't moving.
Academy Affairs Ch.7: Last Practice
She called as the familiar mareep and a blue fox revealed themselves. a few seconds of racking my memory revealed the fox to be a glaceon. the fox stared us down and the sheep seemed rather excited and cheerful.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Mystic Remnants - Chapter Nine
. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ enzlo shot up awake under a cozy and soft blanket made of mareep wool. he didn't move, he couldn't.
Tora- More Than A Badge
It only got worse when i caught april as a little mareep. he took her under his wing and showed her the ropes of how to pull one over on me. he's where she got her sense of humor from." he wasn't sure why, but the last part sounded strange to him.
Tora- Lost and Found
It was something she learned how to do after many failed attempts a mareep. she usually either fried them or just made them explode because she put too much power into it. now she could enjoy a toasted apple anytime without incident.
Hoenn Travelogue Chapter Two: All Wrapped Up
I lay in the aftermath of some forgotten dream, processing the sensory input as if my brain was wrapped in a mareep-wool blanket. it was warm. or at least, my body was warm. parts of it were cooler than others. the bed seemed lumpy.
Pokemon MD: Mirrors of Fate - Chapter Eight
"the scarf though," the elder continued, "is made of skarmory feathers, mareep wool and spinarak webbing. it as strong as the steel of our very bones but as soft as the clouds." he clapped an arm with one of his paws heartedly as he said this.